[Verse 1: Smooth Mike]
The summer's getting colder, every week that I sleep
And when I speak I freak pieces of the people in me
Speak in tongues and I fuck with
The man in the mirror on some bad self-love shit
Fucked up, cut quick
Eat souls and preach, see holes
Lead the meat people, feed the peace
Meet beasts and bleed demons
Increase feed, see brains
Feast these punks
Keep kids fucked up
Push funds up, guns up
Stick it to the earth, kill the universe
Sepphoris will lurk worse, ladies
Clean kills baby
Wind from the west, flex freshness to death
Blood spills when the rocks thud
Pills for your oxblood
Numbness amazing
You can see my thoughts make a little bit of crazy
Tryna be the best 'cause the best kills lazy
Tryna be the best 'cause the best kills... dead
[Verse 2: Disco Izrael]
Baby face creeper, gesture can't smile
Reaper smoke reaches in the city, make our thoughts sink deeper
Lazy days feeling, let the bad's foul [fneeding]
It's a no brainer baby, let the mad find freedom
Baby face creeper, gesture can't smile
Reaper smoke reaches in the city, make our thoughts sink deeper
Lazy days feeling, let the bad's foul [fneeding]
It's a no brainer baby, let the mad find freedom
Post-hassle's apparantly [rats] at clarity
Some tried at the baddest limits
[Sweetsh] most recently
Don't panic inside of [?] rapidly
I'm the bored ho with no propellers, skull trapping me
[Verse 3: Disco Izrael]
So what's the latest form of ignorance
We're all the killers when the overlord's face will turn to splatter blood blazes
Cages full o' foes and ill-tested in a lab
Made o' bacon bits, chiseled with the vegan smell, broken stilts
Thieves, burglars and back-street murderers
Harassed me, churned us, for the holy cream, hope for a
Steam punk dream pug, tween with the mean sleeves
City lights pour through the cracks when it sinks in
Bad gentlemen, fat cats rapping for their purse
No, we're rapping for the spine of the world
Cheese grillers when I'm strapped, thirty cigarettes
And back to the mega corp curse word, they're the fools
Sucker spills baby, love it when you hate me
And especially when it tastes like a laced cup of space bees
People either go, trees move seemless and it
Makes more sense, if you listen with your pussy, fool
The summer's getting colder, every week that I sleep
And when I speak I freak pieces of the people in me
Speak in tongues and I fuck with
The man in the mirror on some bad self-love shit
Fucked up, cut quick
Eat souls and preach, see holes
Lead the meat people, feed the peace
Meet beasts and bleed demons
Increase feed, see brains
Feast these punks
Keep kids fucked up
Push funds up, guns up
Stick it to the earth, kill the universe
Sepphoris will lurk worse, ladies
Clean kills baby
Wind from the west, flex freshness to death
Blood spills when the rocks thud
Pills for your oxblood
Numbness amazing
You can see my thoughts make a little bit of crazy
Tryna be the best 'cause the best kills lazy
Tryna be the best 'cause the best kills... dead
[Verse 2: Disco Izrael]
Baby face creeper, gesture can't smile
Reaper smoke reaches in the city, make our thoughts sink deeper
Lazy days feeling, let the bad's foul [fneeding]
It's a no brainer baby, let the mad find freedom
Baby face creeper, gesture can't smile
Reaper smoke reaches in the city, make our thoughts sink deeper
Lazy days feeling, let the bad's foul [fneeding]
It's a no brainer baby, let the mad find freedom
Post-hassle's apparantly [rats] at clarity
Some tried at the baddest limits
[Sweetsh] most recently
Don't panic inside of [?] rapidly
I'm the bored ho with no propellers, skull trapping me
[Verse 3: Disco Izrael]
So what's the latest form of ignorance
We're all the killers when the overlord's face will turn to splatter blood blazes
Cages full o' foes and ill-tested in a lab
Made o' bacon bits, chiseled with the vegan smell, broken stilts
Thieves, burglars and back-street murderers
Harassed me, churned us, for the holy cream, hope for a
Steam punk dream pug, tween with the mean sleeves
City lights pour through the cracks when it sinks in
Bad gentlemen, fat cats rapping for their purse
No, we're rapping for the spine of the world
Cheese grillers when I'm strapped, thirty cigarettes
And back to the mega corp curse word, they're the fools
Sucker spills baby, love it when you hate me
And especially when it tastes like a laced cup of space bees
People either go, trees move seemless and it
Makes more sense, if you listen with your pussy, fool
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